adult kids? having fun...
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Friday, July 22, 2005
Monday, July 18, 2005
Saturday, July 09, 2005
who said i need exercise?
Oh my God! Whoever said exercise is good for you must be nuts! I am sore to the last bone and muscle in my body. Bed is the only place inviting for me right now, that and a nice cup of coffee. But alas! I have to work, well... be at work, as you can see I'm posting on my blog so I cannot be working, but I am, a well...
I've taken up tae-bo and if these body aches don't leave me soon I'd probably drop it too. But hey, I guess I do need to exercise, if only to give me something to do, as opposed to becoming a bed potato.
Must be the price of getting old. I've just realized that most of my cousins who used to be teeny boppers back then are actually adults, some with families, some in relationships while others are still enjoying being single. Makes me feel ancient! But hey, I got two wonderful kids so I'm not complaining.
I've taken up tae-bo and if these body aches don't leave me soon I'd probably drop it too. But hey, I guess I do need to exercise, if only to give me something to do, as opposed to becoming a bed potato.
Must be the price of getting old. I've just realized that most of my cousins who used to be teeny boppers back then are actually adults, some with families, some in relationships while others are still enjoying being single. Makes me feel ancient! But hey, I got two wonderful kids so I'm not complaining.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
living life a little
With extra time on my hands, I started doing some of the stuff that I've neglected in the last couple of months. Newly washed clothes actually lined up the closet(they used to be folded up in laundry bags), old mail sorted out and put away, carpet vacuumed AND perfumed with lavander(only scent I'm not allergic to), not to mention me getting 7-8 hours of sleep. Now that is what I call accomplishment! Still have a lot to do but at least things are starting to shape up and the apartment looks like an apartment and not a stopover for travelers. I've also taken up running seeing my honey paid for my running shoes and I've run out of excuses not to do any form of exercise. My body feels like it's been run over by a truck and my legs hurt like hell, but in all, everything's great!
It feels good to have a life outside of work!
It feels good to have a life outside of work!
Saturday, July 02, 2005
blast from the past
Saw his name on the Internet together with a phone number. Told my bestfriend about it and she asked me if I was sure that it's him. No clue I said, but how many people can actually have that name and be in the same profession? No way of finding out except to call. So I did. And yes, it is him. Feels weird to talk to someone you haven't heard from in almost 15 years. He claims to be a good boy now... hmmm. Won't know nothing about that. He does sound good, though. Gee, now I feel old remembering.
updates, updates
Been busy lately...(huh?) Nah, could never really be busy, but lazy, yes. Started working in my other new job at the University of West Los Angeles Law Library. It's not a very big law school and not a very big library, but I like it. It is after all my area of expertise. So now I work for two libraries. Plus, now that I have some free time, I'm planning to enroll in some online course. It's just another way to keep myself busy. Kinda hard to really slow down because it feels like I'm getting old whenever I try to do that. Training's over so I get to be by myself now.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
a sunset in summer
It's the official first day of summer. Somehow he doesn't think the heat has kicked in yet. It's still very chilly at night and he still uses his comforter because he doesn't like to have the heater on. Most mornings are still overcast, but the days are definitely longer. And there's definitely a longer wait to watch the sunset. How time flies, he thought to himself. Who would have thought that he's been here in LA for six weeks now. A lot have happened in those six weeks. Thank God I found a job, or I would not have been able to stay here, he thought. Now he has job and a place to stay. The only thing still missing is Gracie. In all those weeks, he hasn't been able to look for her. Not that he didn't want to, but there just doesn't seem to be time to do it. What with balancing his schedule between his job, trips to the lawyer, the employment agency, and looking for a place to stay. I have to make time to find her, he said to himself.
He put on his jacket before leaving the car. He was laughing at himself for having to wear one at the beach, but he hasn't gotten used to the cold air that seems to be continually blowing almost everytime he comes here to watch the sunset. "And to think this is summer", he said to himself. "I wonder what it's like when it's winter?" he mused as he kept walking to get to his favorite place. He sat down and took his food out of the bag. He'd gotten the habit of eating his dinner here by the beach so he can watch the sunset at the same time. This is his time devoted only to Gracie. "Where can she be?" he asked himself. He sat there alone, just like the days before, thinking of Gracie. Not wanting to lose hope in finding her, but feeling the burden getting heavier with each passing day.
Gracie stretched as she turned off her computer. Thank God it's time to go home, she said to herself. "Boy, am I tired tonight", she whispers. She wrinkled her nose at the thought of popping another frozen dinner in the microwave. "Maybe I'll have dinner out tonight", she thought to herself. The more she thought about it on her way to her car, the more she liked the idea. "Where can I eat and relax at the same time?" she asked herself. She smiled and started the car, the smile getting wider as she firmly decided on where to go. I got time she told herself, as she turned and head to the direction of the beach.
She grabbed her coat as she left the car. It's starting to get chilly she told herself, wouldn't want to get sick just because I decided to have dinner near the beach. A memory surfaced and she shook her head to clear it. Maybe later she told herself. She took a seat next to the railings, gave her order to the waiter and let her eyes wander towards the horizon. "The sky is clear, this will be a good one," she said to herself.She ate dinner in silence, lost in her memories. She ordered coffee just as the sun begins its final descent.
There's less people walking around now. She looks towards the horizon as she lifts her cup to take a sip, and she froze. She focused some more at the lone figure sitting on the sand watching the sunset. "It can't be." she told herself. "The sun is playing tricks on you," she said. "But he looks so familiar." her mind argued. Without thinking, she pulled out some bills to pay for her dinner and rushed out of the restaurant. Quickly she runs towards that figure she saw sitting alone watching the sunset only to find him gone when she got there. She looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of him, anything that can confirm or deny what she thought she saw with her own eyes.
Nothing.
She walked back to her car shaking. She sat there staring ahead not noticing the tears freely flowing down on her face. "It can't be him!" she told herself. And she cried some more, not believing the pain she's feeling at the thought that it might be him. "It can't be him," she tried to say with more convition. "It must be the sun playing tricks because you've been straing at it for so long." Gracie wiped the tears from her eyes and started the car. She looks back one more time hoping the stranger might be there. She sighed, feeling another stab of pain gripping her. She left the beach wondering for the nth time if she made the right decision.
He put on his jacket before leaving the car. He was laughing at himself for having to wear one at the beach, but he hasn't gotten used to the cold air that seems to be continually blowing almost everytime he comes here to watch the sunset. "And to think this is summer", he said to himself. "I wonder what it's like when it's winter?" he mused as he kept walking to get to his favorite place. He sat down and took his food out of the bag. He'd gotten the habit of eating his dinner here by the beach so he can watch the sunset at the same time. This is his time devoted only to Gracie. "Where can she be?" he asked himself. He sat there alone, just like the days before, thinking of Gracie. Not wanting to lose hope in finding her, but feeling the burden getting heavier with each passing day.
Gracie stretched as she turned off her computer. Thank God it's time to go home, she said to herself. "Boy, am I tired tonight", she whispers. She wrinkled her nose at the thought of popping another frozen dinner in the microwave. "Maybe I'll have dinner out tonight", she thought to herself. The more she thought about it on her way to her car, the more she liked the idea. "Where can I eat and relax at the same time?" she asked herself. She smiled and started the car, the smile getting wider as she firmly decided on where to go. I got time she told herself, as she turned and head to the direction of the beach.
She grabbed her coat as she left the car. It's starting to get chilly she told herself, wouldn't want to get sick just because I decided to have dinner near the beach. A memory surfaced and she shook her head to clear it. Maybe later she told herself. She took a seat next to the railings, gave her order to the waiter and let her eyes wander towards the horizon. "The sky is clear, this will be a good one," she said to herself.She ate dinner in silence, lost in her memories. She ordered coffee just as the sun begins its final descent.
There's less people walking around now. She looks towards the horizon as she lifts her cup to take a sip, and she froze. She focused some more at the lone figure sitting on the sand watching the sunset. "It can't be." she told herself. "The sun is playing tricks on you," she said. "But he looks so familiar." her mind argued. Without thinking, she pulled out some bills to pay for her dinner and rushed out of the restaurant. Quickly she runs towards that figure she saw sitting alone watching the sunset only to find him gone when she got there. She looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of him, anything that can confirm or deny what she thought she saw with her own eyes.
Nothing.
She walked back to her car shaking. She sat there staring ahead not noticing the tears freely flowing down on her face. "It can't be him!" she told herself. And she cried some more, not believing the pain she's feeling at the thought that it might be him. "It can't be him," she tried to say with more convition. "It must be the sun playing tricks because you've been straing at it for so long." Gracie wiped the tears from her eyes and started the car. She looks back one more time hoping the stranger might be there. She sighed, feeling another stab of pain gripping her. She left the beach wondering for the nth time if she made the right decision.
moving up?
Being restless has its drawbacks. I keep trying to find ways to get out of that mood. Well, maybe I've finally hit one. I've quit my job at the law office. Why? nothing really. I like the people there, works not too bad, but I felt it's time to move on. So, am I finally going to having a break? Sorry, but no. I got another job, and I'm starting right after I finished my old job. Let's hope it's a good move for me. At least it's in an environment that I'm used to. What environment? I'll be working in another library. It's my field of expertise so I'm hoping this bug that I seemed to have caught will leave me. Wish me well.
Monday, June 13, 2005
Interesting....
As an INTP, you are Introverted, iNtuitive, Thinking, Perceiving.
This makes your primary focus on Introverted Thinking with an Extraverted Intution.
This is defined as a NT personality, which is part of Carl Jung's Rational (Knowledge Seeking) type, and more specifically the Architect or Thinker.
As a weblogger, you might not be as concerned about popularity, but more with the ideas and theories that you strive to understand. Because routines aren't your strong point, you might be more likely to work on the concept of how to do a blog, but not be as excited to keep it up.
My Bloginality is INTP!!!
This makes your primary focus on Introverted Thinking with an Extraverted Intution.
This is defined as a NT personality, which is part of Carl Jung's Rational (Knowledge Seeking) type, and more specifically the Architect or Thinker.
As a weblogger, you might not be as concerned about popularity, but more with the ideas and theories that you strive to understand. Because routines aren't your strong point, you might be more likely to work on the concept of how to do a blog, but not be as excited to keep it up.
My Bloginality is INTP!!!
Thursday, June 02, 2005
more work!
I've just added 4 1/2 hours more of work to my already loaded workload. I can't believe I'm actually doing this! But, I'm bored, got nothing to do, so I work. Besides, after getting myself a new SUV, I really got to work. Right now, am working around 64 hours a week. It's not really as bad as it sounds. My work in the library is pretty light, most of the time I just read whatever novels I can get my hands on to, the rest of the time, I surf the Internet. Hey! I get paid doing exactly what I like to do, so I can't complain.
